My interview was postponed....a week...because of "flooding."
First a man was killed in the floodwaters trying to bale out his basement, and now this?
No it's fine, I have a lot going on here anyway. Between the self-doubt and the brooding, where would I fit in any sort of job.
Just living on love alone here. But mostly just alone.
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